Be prepared for sadness
Angel
I felt this thing tugging on my feet they were hands but not his hands. I've felt those numerous time so by now i know what they feel like, I was too scared to open my eyes. I opened them it was the head angel. How did she find me. How is this possible.
"leave me alone, i'm not going back i can't and i'm not." i squeezed my bear super tight, but that didn't last long.
"kid let go of that stupid bear"
she took it out of my arms and threw it.
don't do it oliver.
the blood rushed to my face and i felt my eyes swell and then there it came i started crying and regressing so fast, and screaming at her.
"why would you do t-that."
i shook lucifer vigorously "dadddyyy w-wake up please."
"looks like he doesn't care buddy guess he wasn't the one."
but then i took a look at him he was pale and his arm was bleeding from one spot.
"W-what did you do to papa"
"oh don't worry about that i just did something that would help him sleep love."
i cried harder and just wanted to be in his arms and him comfort me that it was all going to be okay.
but that wasn't an option.
She grabbed me so hard. I could feel her fingerprints protrude bruises into my arms it was so painful.
"you're coming back to where you belong. No matter what it takes."
I whined out, as she pulled me off the bed revealing my diaper,and thigh highs he had prepped me in the night before.
"That's gross.Take it off"
I reached down for my diaper but she quickly undid it.
She threw our room around with stuff all over the used to be clean floor all just to find my old white clothes which i knew were in the bottom of our hamper.
She found it.
And rushed taking my shirt off and didn't even put any boxers on under my skin tight white pants, that speaking of still had a huge green tea stain on them,they felt so gross.
i felt so gross.
i wanted him.
She disgusted me. I hated her. The name of Jessica would never leave my head. EVER.
Jessica
He was so dainty, and i could easily take advantage of him because of this. I am going to make him regret every decision he has made since he left and then maybe he won't leave again. Because he wouldn't want to upset me.
I threw the boy over my shoulder, he squirmed and squirmed.
But i knew how to stop this, i had one more needle left so before he knew it i pulled another needle and stabbed it into the crease of his arm and he was out like a light, no more squirming from mister oliver.

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Angelic
FantasyA angsty precious sweet angel of a boy whose whole life is in white. And a big brooding man whose life is all black who just so happens to be Lucifer himself. But little do they know they are an absolutely perfect match for one and another.